CARLOTTA
“Are you okay?” I heard Kia's voice and other voices around me. It all sounded far and fading.
I continued to breathe heavily trying to fandom what I just happened or what was supposed to happen.
“Thank you,” I whispered to Kia.
“You are welcome,” he said. I walked towards my car to see it slightly crushed.
“Oh my goodness, are you okay?” I asked my driver who was sitting on the pavement beside the building.
“Yes ma'am,” he said, but I could tell he was just trying to act tough.
“I have called the paramedic,” Sara said, “they are on their way here to check on him,”
Suddenly I remember, “damnit, I have to pick up Klara from school,” I said, looking at my wristwatch.
“I can have a car sent,” Sara said, already on her phone.
“It will be too late and she could be very tired,
